The night is in the sky, and the stars and moon are all over the sky.

The cold wind and the starlight and moon shadow set off the barren plain with a shallow dark gray veil.

A small group of camouflage scouts of the lizardmen tribe, with the help of the darkness of the night, roamed the desolate wilderness of silence, occasionally with a howling cold wind blowing, mixed with the sound of stampede on the ground, killing the dull time.

"Hey, did you hear any strange movements?"

The sudden sound broke the silence between the scouts, and startled the other lizardmen to clench their weapons of death.

Heavy breathing could be heard in the gloomy and gloomy environment, and the lizardmen stared with bated breath, their hearts pounding, and they looked at each other.

But suddenly, a lizardman immediately reacted and complained: "Kebbit, please say hello in advance the next time you speak during the mission?" ”

For a moment, they thought they had been attacked by Valoran's scouts again.

In the Cockel Jungle, the members of the main ship scout team gave these lizardmen scouts endless death fear, and elusive killing skills, engulfing elite scout squads.

"As for the strange sound, don't worry, Kebit, it's probably the sound of those gnolls stepping on the mushroom trap in front of you."

As if talking about something funny, the lizardman looked at his companions and said excitedly, "Hey, should we take a gamble, how many gnolls will survive this time?" ”

The lizardman who had spoken earlier shrugged his shoulders, and the reflected scaly body was exposed to the field, and the cold wind hit it, and it couldn't help but move its limbs lightly and relax.

"Well, maybe I misheard? Anyway, those human soldiers really damn it, they're crazy and bury so many magic traps! ”

Hearing this, the companion beside him smiled and said, "The last struggle is just that, and it will not be long before you can reach the fortress of Fosbayro, the fortress of humanity that has been breached." ”

"And we will surely regain the glory of the blood of yesteryear....."

Before the words in his mouth were finished, the camouflage scout's expression moved slightly, and he turned his head to look east, not only it, but the other camouflage scouts also sensed that something was wrong, and it seemed that there was really an abnormal movement quietly approaching.

The dim moonlight fell on the plains.

Vast expanses of dark shadows descended on distant lands, swept along the barren plains with rolling waves.

The ground began to slowly tremble, and fine dust and grass floated.

Camouflage scouts, the absolute elite legions within the lizardmen tribe, they reacted quickly through the subtle traces, this is a human cavalry marching quickly.

"Be careful, enemy attack!"

A shrill warning echoed in the night sky, and all the camouflage scouts immediately went into action, their scaly bodies flashing with inexplicable brilliance, melting into the vast night.

The hunting instinct and the irrepressible desire to kill revive in the depths of their souls, driving them towards the source of the anomaly.

Pitfall? It's time for the lizardfolk to enjoy the 'feast'......

Thundered! Thundered! Thundered!

The endless thunder resounded through the silent night, and in the haze, the barren plains were gently trembling, the starlight in the sky was shaking, and the world was turned upside down at this moment.

Overlooking the restless wilderness.

Far to the east, there was a surging black flood, like an arrow from a string, that crossed the distance of space and destroyed all obstacles in front of the road.

The earth-shattering roar instantly attracted the attention of all the gnolls and lizardmen warriors scattered across the plains, and they realized that something was wrong.

This is definitely not a small group of human cavalry that we encountered before!

Through the dim glow of the sky, the stealthy camouflage scouts were the expected human cavalry, but the number of them was beyond imagination.

In the field of vision, a little black shadow first appeared quietly, mixed with the low trampling sound of horses' hooves, and then a cluster of sharp heavy cavalry spears reflected the cold cold light, reflecting the black figure.

The last thing that popped up the camouflage scout's pupil was .....

Countless armoured horses, and Noxian cavalry with heavy lances on horseback!

Suddenly, a lizardman scout could not bear the horror and fear, and turned and fled.

This was the right choice, as even a strong lizardman warrior would not be able to compete with the human heavy cavalry on the plains, unless the same cavalry existed.

And the gnolls who were resting in place, the magic trap had already made them highly nervous, and now suddenly they were attacked by a massive human cavalry attack, and the situation collapsed, and the continuous shouts were drowned out by the dull trampling of horses' hooves.

However, after all, some of the elite lizardmen realized that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly took out the magic item given by the priest from their waists, sounding the war alarm.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The white light continued to illuminate the night, lasting for more than ten seconds before dissipating into nothingness.

This also became the last point that the elite of the lizardmen could do, and they had no time to escape, abandoning their fears, clenching the weapons of death in their hands, and launching a desperate counterattack against the rolling black tide in front of them.

Unfortunately, their fragile counterattack is like a small pebble falling into the waves, stirring up a blood-colored ripple and disappearing completely.

The black tide continued to surge, engulfing all the rebels along the way, leaving even the hidden camouflage scouts desperate to endure death.

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Whew!

In the barren plains, the shrill howls characteristic of the gnolls were heard endlessly, transmitted to the vanguard camps, causing the vigilance of the night watchmen.

Tea Kung Fu.

The camp was lit with fire, and countless gnolls and lizardmen warriors woke up from their slumber and gathered in a mess, but fortunately, there were lizardmen supervising the army and there was no chaos.

In the central area, inside the huge felt tent, braziers at the four corners burn, and the warm breath fills the air to dispel the cold.

"Human heavy cavalry?" The tall lizardman sitting above listened to the guard's report, his brow furrowed and his expression thoughtful.

"Can you determine the quantity?"

"I'm sorry, General, I can't determine the exact number." The prostrate guard replied in a deep voice: "But some scouts have estimated that the human heavy cavalry dispatched this time will at least exceed 10,000 people, and it is likely that there will be 20,000 to 30,000 people. ”

"Interesting!" The lizardman general in the main seat stood up gently, and the scaly body flashed with a crimson light: "With so many heavy cavalry dispatched, it seems that the magic traps of the plains have been almost dismantled, otherwise they wouldn't be so impulsive." ”

Lifting the heavy felt curtain, the lizardman general stared at the resurgent camp, hot blood burning in his body.

No matter what kind of war, the play of heavy cavalry plays an extremely important role.

You can either swim around and strengthen the position defended by the legion, or you can wait for the opportunity to move, wait until the enemy relaxes, and use the speed and impact of the charge and the sense of oppression to deliver a strong blow, and at the most time, you can follow and kill when the enemy army is defeated and expand the results.

What happened to the Lizardmen Legion at the moment was that the Noxian cavalry used their mobility to swim around and slaughter Gnoll soldiers and Lizardmen warriors.

"The opportunity to clear the way of failure has come."

The lizardman general gently wiped the hammer on his waist with a hideous expression.

The defeat in the Great Plains of Shatar dealt unimaginable blows to the kingdom of Besilik, and it is rumored that even the blood god projection of the great lizardman god was shattered in that war.

This brings an inexplicable sense of shame to all the lizardmen of the Beshilik Kingdom, when would the lizardmen suffer such a big loss in front of the human kingdom, especially since the Stoke Kingdom was a fertile area for the lizardmen temple to take away.

"Inform the Knights of the Cold Lizard and prepare to go." The lizardman general coldly commanded, the killing engraved in the bones cannot be eliminated, so the lizardmen rarely think about failure.

Because in their opinion, failure is nothing more than death, which is normal, and the law of jungle survival in the kingdom of Besilik has existed since the establishment of the kingdom.